6 JAN09
A new year is upon us, and for me this will be a year I will experience and see things I would never of in the great land of pittsburgh, pa. This year started off by being able to sleep in my own bed, and wake up to one of the worst hang overs in a very long time. But it also involved having to get ready to head back to New Jersey to be a soldier, and the process to transition is in fact very intensive. My friends said that they were able to see the difference from soldier to civilian and civilian to soldier. I am not sure if this foresaken uniform puts a spin on my personalitiy, because I really go from laid back and happy, to partially able to smile and a bit more obnoxious I think.
In just a few short days (2 weeks) I will be heading over to another land, full of defeat and saddness. Everyday will feel like the same and hopefully we are able to do some fun stuff. I need to begin my essay for a zine, and involve mr. graves in daily activities if I can ever find him again. I also need to do self portraits and use the shit out of the fisheye. It is yellow with a blue cap, the blue cap is a present from a very dear friend, it makes me feel like a child having that with me.
I just finished the second book to the Twilight series and I can not wait to get my hands on the third and fourth book, I didn’t think I would have been able to finish the two books so quickly but it is an easy read that is for sure. This book didn’t really involve any great sayings, quotes, it is a juevinille love story that I can not take my hands off of. However my thoughts have lead me this conculsion:
Is the human body and mind only capable of being able to love so much or handle 70-100 years of life? In this book a mortal falls in love with a monster like immortal, however they love each other unconditionaly, and have some boundries within their realtionship, since the boy drinks human blood. I think that we are able to handle and give more love than most we are given credit for, the human body is so fragile, and however amazing. Even though we are so delicate, we have a spirit given to us by God that makes us in a lot of ways untouchable. Some of us exhibit this more than others, for example my friend Richard Berrettini was untouchable in a sense that nothing evil could harm his soul, and it leaked even to his body. When a 500 pound bomb hit his vehicle in Afganistan he was still alive, and was able to surive for 7 days, that shows me that his spirit leaked into his body to see whatever through. He is dearly missed, everyday.
So are you untouchable? My body is made of mud and bone, it has been shaped like clay through the hand of God. Now it is harden and sturdy to endure a combat zone, and heart ache from being away from friends and family. In a sense I am untouchable, but there are bigger things than my body in this atmoshpere that can take it away, however my spirit and sould belong to God, and that makes me untouchable, to this world and to the next.
Well I have to get some food, and then head to my appointment to make a podiatry appointment, this process is really so silly, extremely silly honestly, and one day I will be able to post this.